Phoebe is fond of you, it will rouse her to enter more into your life.' Miss Locke shook her head, and the tears came into her mild hazel eyes.
'There is One who knows it all.

I'll not be troubling my poor Phoebe,' she said, and her hands trembled a little.

Kitty came in at this moment and said her aunt Phoebe wanted her, so we were obliged to break off the conversation.
I thought about it all rather sadly as I sat by my solitary fire that evening with Tinker's head on my lap.

He had taken to me, and I always found him waiting for my return; but it was less of Phoebe than of Susan I was thinking.

I was so absorbed in my reflections that Uncle Max's voice outside quite startled me.
'May I come in, Ursula ?' he said, thrusting in his head.